Soft kitchen, mental failure, in a

world that's never changing You can

stand holding on to moments

slipping through our hands We chase

the fleeing sun, set streams, we

understand Wishing on the stars

above this endless land Wherever it

goes, I've been right, I didn't

like to say the lies Through the

chaos and the fight, we find our

way, it will be alright Whisper

soft tomorrow, tangled in a breeze

Memories and heart and eggs,

carried by the fire of keys

Unlocking the doors to

possibilities TCs are knocking off

dogs to possibilities TCs are

knocking off dogs to possibilities

TCs are knocking off dogs to

possibilities We'll be echoes of

the night Burning like city lights

Through the chaos and the fight We

find our way, we'll be alright

Whisper stuff tomorrow, Tangle in

the breeze Memories and heartaches

Carried by the final keys unlocking

all the doors to possibilities.